I wake up, seeing only the bright light above me and a small cord just barely behind me. The remnants of my previous dream were already fading, but I didn't want them to; I wanted to keep the memories of Solomon and I, whether they were fake or real. I blink a few times, getting used to the bright light. It was like time and space just bent in half, breaking, creating a tunnel for me to run down into the light of Heaven, with mom. I was immediately saddened at the thought. Oh mom... I miss you so much... I thought, tears welling in my eyes for a slight second, but I passed it off as a yawn after I hear rustling right beside me.
"Oh good, you're awake." Said a calm and soothing voice that either belonged to a very young child, or a grown woman. "D you feel any pain, Saya?" said the person.
I nodded.
"Okay, are you able to speak?"
I tried to say yes, but it came out as little squeaks, s if I had lost my voice.
I shook my head.
"Can you move your arms, legs, fingers and toes?"
First I moved my fingers. They wiggled reluctantly, and cracked. Next, I wiggled my toe. It too cracked, and then I tried my leg. Lifting it felt like I was lifting ten million pounds of excess weight. I pointed at my leg, lifting my arms up at the same time, proving that I can move those too.
"Is it in you're right, left or both?"
I shook my head as she said both.
"By a show of fingers, can you rate the pain from 1 to 10?"
I held up seven fingers, 3 on my right, and 4 on my left.
"Okay. Are you able to move your neck?" she said.
I move my head upwards, lifting it slightly off of the pillow. I lied back down, and nodded.
"Last thing, do you think you are able to sit up?" She said.
I moved my arms to press down on the surface I was laying on to where I could press upwards. I sat up slowly, wincing a bit at the pain in my leg. IT may not have been that bad, but it still hurt to move it around.
The view of where I was came into focus slowly, and I felt dizzy. I pointed to a pen and paper, trying to say, 'Can I have those please?' But it came out as little squeaks. The lady that was there with me had long, wavy, dirty-blonde hair, and wore a yellow flower in the left side of her hair, pinning little bits of hair out of the way of water-blue eyes.
I moved the little table that was right next to me over to the bed I was in, taking in the fact that I was in a hospital.
'Why am I here?' I asked.
"There was a terrible car accident on Thursday, you were driving from school in a car driven by a dashing young man named Haji." Said the woman.
'Oh my god, is he okay? I barely even know the poor man...' I said, tears welling in my eyes again.
"Yes he was fine, but you were not. Haji is able to move around and talk, but at he moment, if he moves too fast or gets too excited, he will get dizzy."
'Good, I'm glad. DO you know how I got in that car? For some reason I don't remember.'
"From Haji's tellings, he offered to drive you home after school, as you were talking about a young fellow, his name was... Soloman? I believe?"
"S-Solomon..." I didn't mean to say that, but it just came out. Hearing my voice was pitiful, it was high, and shriveled, and scratchy.
"Oh, very good, Ms. Saya~!" She said, smiling. "Are you able to talk some more?"
'I don't know, but I'm scared to try. Excuse me miss...'
"oh, excuse me where are my manners? You can just address my from where I am from, as My name is hard to spell! You can call me Hungary, Ms. Saya~!"
'Okay, Miss Hungary, could you please get me a glass of water? My throat is fairly itchy, water might help.'
"Very good idea, Ms. Saya. Stay right there, I will be back with water. Would you like ice?" She said.
I nodded.
After a few minutes, Miss Hungary came back. "I have water. Would you like a straw?" She said, holding out a bendy straw that was light blue with yellow stripes.
I nodded again.
I took the water, gulping it down as if I hadn't seen water in 3 years.
'Thank you very much, can I try to speak? My throat feels a bit better.' I said.
"Yes of course!" Said Miss Hungary.
"C-Caaan I sssssssssssee Haj-ji?" I asked, stumbling over my words.
"Yes, you can." She said and walked over to a small phone. "Yes can you send Mr. Haji into room 405 in the pediatrics unit?" she said, in a hushed voice, as not to disturb me.
"M-Missssss Hunnnnngareeeee?" I said, and she turned her head.
"Yes, dear?" She said, with a heart-warming smile.
"C-c-can yeeeeeeeeeeeeew telllllll themm tooooo hurreee?" I asked, trying to speak a bit quicker.
"Yes of course, dear." She said, and turned back around. "Did you hear her?... Okay, be quick she said... No problem... Okay... thank you for letting me know." She said, and hung up the phone.
A few minutes later, Haji limped into my room. I sat up straighter, feeling his gaze.
"Oh god, Saya? Are you..." he said and choked over his words, tilting his head, as Miss Hungary brought over a chair and got him to sit o nit. "Saya, are you okay?"
"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaajjjjeeeeeee, I'mmmmm ssorrrrrrreee," I said.
"No, no, I should be the one sorry here," and I could pretty much see the tears in his eyes.
"Hhhhaaaaji? Nnnuu, itt isss ookaayyyy" I said, and tried to hug him, but winced.
"No, no... this is all my fault..." he said, a tear running down his cheek. "It is my fault that your head got hit and that Solomon was there too, and he got hurt too and I'm so sorry for hurting him, I didn't mean to hut either of you.." He said, his small tears turning into a sob.
I grabbed his hand. "Haaji, Noo, itt isssn't yyour fault..." I said. "I amm just gllad yoou are okkaayy." I said, and rubbing his hand. "Isss Solomon fiine too?" I sid.
"Yes, he actually took the very least damage, getting out of the wreck with measly sprained arm." said Miss Hungary.
"Thank you miissss Hungareeeee."
"Knock knock!" said a voice I knew all to well.
"SSSolomon!" I said. "I'm gladd you'rrre okaay!"I said, and smiled a bit. "you tooooooo Haaji!" I said, with my smile widening. I was really happy that Haji was fine.